The wind howled.

In the great commercial capital, the people on the streets were all embarrassed by the sudden strong wind, and they didn't know what happened.

Only martial arts practitioners can feel the aura of heaven and earth in the capital, which seems to be rushing towards the Taixue Palace.

To mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, only the great practitioners of the Five Realms can do it. However, even the Five Realms cannot create such a large-scale flow of spiritual energy.

Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction of Taixue Palace, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

Could it be that the Confucian leader is showing his sage?

In the west of the city, in an inconspicuous inn, Lu Wentian, the swordsman in white, stood in front of the window, looking at the direction where the spiritual energy was flowing, his eyes slightly focused.

This is not the power of the Confucian leader.

Somewhat reluctantly.

If he were a Confucian leader, it would not be so difficult to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The situation in front of me looks more like someone is overdrawing their potential and trying their best.

It would not be so strange for this kind of thing to happen in other places, but it is not normal for this kind of thing to happen in Taixue Palace.

In Taixue Palace, there are sages of the world sitting in charge, why would anyone need to sacrifice themselves like this?

In the end, what happened?

"It's Xiao Ziye!"

At this moment, in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Yun Ying noticed the strange changes outside, walked out of the room quickly, looked shocked, and said.

Although it is not obvious, there is a vaguely familiar aura in this flowing spiritual energy, and it must be that little guy.

"Oops!"

In the room opposite, Fu Tianxi also noticed something was wrong. He walked out of the room and looked in the direction of Taixue Palace, feeling shocked.

What happened to make Brother Li so desperate? How could Brother Li's current cultivation level be able to easily mobilize such a range of spiritual energy?

"That's the Imperial Academy."

On the side, Yun Ying said in a deep voice, "With a sage sitting in charge, why is Xiao Ziye still tormenting himself like this?"

"I'm afraid something big happened that we don't know about."

Fu Tianxi clenched his hands tightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Is it possible?

Thinking of this, Fu Tianxi's heart surged, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Why so fast?

At the same time, Taixue Palace, East Campus.

In a small wooden house surrounded by a huge whirlpool of spiritual energy, Li Ziye maintained the Liangyi Formation with one hand and activated the forbidden spell of immortality with the other hand, transferring half of his life to the human sage whose time had come.

With his vitality out of his body and his hair dyed white on his temples, Li Ziye stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Behind them, the five Confucian masters saw this scene and felt indescribably uncomfortable in their hearts.

The affairs of the Confucian sect require a junior from outside the Confucian sect to sacrifice themselves like this. How ironic. Even though they are the heads of the Confucian sect, they can only watch and do nothing.

Outside the cabin, Bai Wangyu stood guard in front of the door. His hands were bleeding, but he still restrained the impulse in his heart and did not rush in.

He knew that no one could save Confucian leader except Brother Li now.

Everyone was watching. In the cabin, as time passed, the vitality in Li Ziye's body became less and less. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, staining his chest and clothes red.

Overdrafting his cultivation, strength, and vitality just to save the sage and return him to heaven. As the five palm masters looked at him, the skin on Li Ziye began to crack and blood leaked out. Obviously, he could not withstand such a large-scale flow of spiritual energy.

To mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, only the great practitioners of the Five Realms can do it, and only the great practitioners of the Five Realms can bear it.

However, even a great practitioner of the Five Realms cannot withstand such a large flow of spiritual energy.

The human body has its limits after all.

"Not good."

Behind him, Shuru saw the cracks appearing all over the body of the boy from the Li family in front of him, and said anxiously, "If this continues, his body will collapse."

Even with the help of the Immortal Monument and the Heavenly Book, it is unimaginable to mobilize such a large-scale spiritual energy of heaven and earth before entering the Five Realms.

"Is there anything we can do?"

On the side, Chen Qiaoer said in a deep voice, "Are you just watching helplessly?"

"There's nothing we can do."

On the other side, Le Ru said with a heavy expression, "To act rashly may even undo all the sacrifices made by this little guy. At this point, we can only choose to believe him."

To extend the lives of saints, this kind of thing has never been done by anyone before. The more people intervene, the more variables there will be and the greater the possibility of failure.

"Bang!"

Behind the four of them, Old Faru looked at the Li family boy whose aura was declining in the Liangyi formation, and punched the wall of the wooden house heavily. At this moment, his heart was so powerless.

"Old man."

Within the formation, Li Ziye, whose body was half-stained with blood, was gradually unable to hold on any longer. He looked at the old man in front of him, his tired eyes full of hope.

Old man, I can't live without you for a moment in this world.

How could you just fall asleep like this?

Just when Li Ziye gave everything he had to change the fate of the sage.

In front of the Dashang Palace, from a corner where no one was paying attention, figures filled with black energy walked out. Black robes covered their bodies, hiding their faces.

The saint is about to pass away, and the conspirators who have been hiding for many years begin to show their fangs and come out of the darkness.

The source of the disaster appeared, and thunder roared loudly in the sky. Thunderbolts pierced the sky and shook the heaven and earth, but they could not illuminate the dim world.

In the capital, the people saw the sight of thunder surging in the sky, and a feeling of fear involuntarily rose in their hearts.

Soon, heavy rain poured down from the sky, fogging the world.

In the heavy rain, black shadows passed by, no longer covering up anything, and rushed towards the Taixue Palace in full view of everyone.

"What is that?"

On the street, the people were shocked when they saw the terrifying black shadows.

"It's a demon! The heart-rending demon appears again!"

In the heavy rain, someone shouted something, which made the already frightened people even more panicked.

"Not a demon!"

In the inn not far away, Lu Wentian saw the black shadows passing by on the street, his face darkened, he stepped down and ran after them.

It's night ghost, or underworld!

The next moment, a sword light flashed across the sky and the earth, directly dividing the street into two, blocking the steps of the black shadows.

Under the rain curtain, Lu Wentian walked up with a sword, one person and one sword, blocking the monsters.

At the same time, in the Shou'an Palace of Dashang Palace, Emperor Shang stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy rain falling outside, with a cold look in his eyes.

Now, he wants to see if the sage who has terrorized the world for thousands of years can still show his sage!

Behind him, the Nine Infant Demon Emperor stepped forward, staring at the window, his demonic face also filled with color.

As long as the Confucian leader is in this world, no monsters, ghosts or night ghosts can be born.
Chapter completed!